Creative Gone MAD, Day 29: A Return to Love

So, 30 days ago, I started this journey with no clue of where I was going or what it was going to lead up to. I still don’t know where it is leading—maybe this is the end or maybe it is the beginning. What I will say, is that I cannot remember feeling this deeply connected. I must have been in college. This blogging exercise has truly showed me how scattered and disconnected I have become over the past few years. In reality, what I have learned is that I have wasted an enormous amount of time I will never get back. As Venus prepares to move and shuffle forward again, perhaps this all makes sense. A new meaning of ‘awakening.’ The pearl is being birthed from the tense irritation and internal discomfort felt on the soul level.
I’m listening to Placido Domingo and Olga Borodina sing Samson and Delilah, and I realize it has been almost a year since I have listened to an opera. It has been even longer since I actually held the score in my hand, following each measure, eyes dancing with the gorgeous phrases and sensuous lines. I feel so alive, in this moment, so warm, and full of life. I can’t describe it any other way, but it is a sort of love. A love for life itself, which I believe is at the heart of every romantic. The romantic falls deeply in love with life, its mysteries, successes, failures, ups, and downs. It makes the romantic very misty and idealistic to experience these things. I have mentioned before, every artist is a romantic, and the artist’s love is an intangible love—a love it is continually chasing.
Every step of our lives, we are seeking, hoping, wanting, and yearning for love. If ever you find a path, pursuit, or relation that allows you to explore the depths of your devotion as you pursue that love, remain steadfast and don’t turn away. Each day, as mysteries are unveiled on that journey, explore them. With each breath, allow even the faintest hint of that love to sink deeper and deeper into your heart until it fills you to the brim. And by grace, if ever you start to realize that love, in whatever form it comes, protect it, nurture it, grow it, and be brave enough to give love in return.
Yours Truly,
Creative Gone MAD